"Hey, Zhang Zhaoyuan, we're going to grab some wonton soup. Want us to bring you back a portion?" The boys in the dorm always looked out for their little bro! Zhang Zhaoyuan had good rapport with everyone in the dorm—friendly and easygoing.
Coming from a well-off local family, Zhang Zhaoyuan often went home on weekends. He'd bring back homemade dishes prepared by his mom, as well as various marinated snacks to share, which showed his generosity and consideration. He got along with everyone, earned their affection, and was practically the dorm's golden boy.
It wasn't just the girls who admired him—the guys liked him too.
"Alright, let's go grab dinner. Tonight, it's on me! Nobody goes home sober!" Zhang Zhaoyuan jumped up off the bed, throwing his arm around the dorm's gossip king.
The other seven guys stared at each other, dumbfounded.
Uh-oh. Heartbreak alert!
